The Badboy Stole My Diary✔

Dear Dairy

Chapter One - Dear Diary

Loren Rodriguez's Pov

I just finished writing in my Dairy when my brother walked in holding a rusty,dusty, crusty bucket. The next moment I was covered in yellow and green paint. I wiped my eyes, shocked at what just happened. This was nothing like my brother. I got up from my bed thankful that as soon as my brother had walked in I had shoved my Diary under my bed.

"¿Que hicieron chicos?" My mother said in spanish, frantically walking in ushering more to me than my brother since I was the one covered in paint.

"Mamá.." I started when she cut me off immediately.

"No me importa quień limpió este lío ahora!" She said in Spanish once again about to slip off her chankla while my brother walked away whistling like nothing ever happened.

"Ok mamá.." I mumbled walking to the bathroom trying not to get paint on my hard wooden floor which was obviously impossible since it was stuck between my toes .

I knew exactly who did this. Yes it was my brother but someone else put him up to it. Ugrh, isn't that apart of the guy code or something, hm..maybe I should look into that..

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"I'm going to KILLL YOUUU!" I screamed at Garretts' back earning a few weird looks. I shrugged it off and charged at his back with a bunch of force. And that's when his body moved and my face met the wall.

With a grunt a teacher came over to me and walked me to the nurse. Which may I add was completely and utterly embarrassing. If only I could turn into dust and be blown away by the wind.

By the time I got to the nurses office I looked like a bottle of ketchup. Redder then a tomato. Great, I look like a potato on normal days and now I look like a tomato.

Something swung open hitting me in the face. And me being the dramatic person I am I flew back banging my head on the wall somehow in the process and landed on my right shoulder.

"Oh shit, you okay?" A deep male voice said. I just turned on to my back and looked around at my surroundings, the asshole of a teacher wasn't there and I could've sworn I had birds flying around my head like in the cartoons.

I looked up , saying the first thing that entered my mind.

"Mom..?" I mumbled as the words just rolled off my tongue .

"Yeahhhhh....no.." He said pulling me up and walking me into the nurses office in a jiffy.

"What happened to her?" The nurse said as the guy just stared at me trying to figure it out himself. He scratched the back of his neck and pushed me to the nurse gently so I could explain but I honestly didn't know how to explain what just happened.

Don't look at me like that, I know what happened but it's embarrassing.

What do I say?
" Well uh my arch nemesis , oh his name is Garrett by the way, played a prank on me using my brother and I tried to get back at him by lunging myself at him but he moved and I face planted into the wall and the teacher found me and then someone hit me with the door and the teacher was gone. " It's not that simple.

"I fell." I said quickly and she nodded which was a blessing because if she didn't accept the lie I'd have to kill her..

I'm kidding.

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"Loren-zo!" Garrett whisper shouted at me but I didn't answer and continued to copy the math problems down in my notebook and started to write my homework down on my arm. When I finished writing on my arm I began to actually solve the math problems and pulled out my phone to use the calculator when I felt a spit ball hit the back of my neck.

I almost screamed but then I realized

I was in class.

I was so tempted to turn around and shove his spit ball down his throat then throw my notebook at him because I'm pretty sure all the answers are wrong anyways.

Math isn't my "best" subject. I pulled the spit ball off my neck in disgust and took a deep breath, he was getting on my last nerve. I slapped my hands down on my desk and turned around. I had no problem doing it either because two things. One, my teacher was always asleep and trust me, he's a heavy sleeper, and two, Garrett deserves it.

I spun around and just as I guessed, he had a smug smirk on his face so I definitely returned it. He didn't know what was about to happen. I walked towards him. All the other students eyes were burning into my back like the hot stones from a spa. I pulled him up by his collar and swung my arm in the air, smacking his cheek.

He stood there shocked as the final bell rang. I grabbed my notebook and my bag and began running out of the classroom and to my locker. My knees were getting ready to give up on me when a hand clamped down on my shoulder and my only instinct was to punch so I spun around just like I did before and made a fist and punched up hitting the guy square in the nose.

When I looked up to look at the guy it was Henrie, my brother. Great, I heard a loud crack noise so I'm guessing his nose broke and because my knuckles hurt like hell.

"What the hell Loren?!" He said holding his nose , his voice was low but loud enough for me to hear. I winced at his tone and rubbed his arm trying to comfort him .

"I'm so sorry Henrie! I thought you were someone else! I swear!" I said quickly when he rolled his eyes with a huff and pulled me to exit the school.

"Who even taught you how to hit like that?" Henrie whispered holding his nose while we were walking home. I just shrugged and played with the hem of my shirt kicking rocks and counting the trees quietly as they passed by , one by one and side by side.

"I'm really sorry....please...uhh... don't tell Mom, she'll kill me for almost killing you.." I mumbled but I'm pretty sure he heard me loud and clear. He just nodded when I looked at him and slung an arm around me as we came close to the house.

"We're watching SpongeBob as soon as we get inside though cause you owe me one sis." He said chuckling and put half of his weight on me while his arm was slung around me.

"Three things Henrie, One , why would you think I'd have a problem watching SpongeBob? And two , get your fat ass off of me." I said and nudged his ribs.

"You forgot three.."He mumbled while removing his arm away from me and shoving his hand in his back pocket.

"Who the hell needs a fucking three?!" I huffed as we reached our porch. He just chuckled and opened the door.

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